As the saying went, time lost its meaning in isolation.
On the wasteland, there were no mobile phones or internet to kill time, nor were there any entertainment activities to alleviate loneliness.
Logically, every minute and second should have felt agonizingly long.
In reality, however, the exact opposite was true.
Every day passed by in a flash.
It went so fast that before most people could even realize what they had done that day, the time marked on the calendar had quietly arrived.
A new day brought new joys and a new rush of work.
In the blink of an eye, the final day before the onset of the long winter disaster arrived.
After the electricity was connected last night, most people were only excited for half the night before returning to their usual calm and busy routines.
At this stage, without the corresponding electrical appliances, the change in the villagers' daily lives was not particularly drastic.
